Poetry Blogs (discrimination)
I only want young, thin, pretty girls
to look my way.
I don't care if they have anything
intelligent to say.
I just want them to ooh and awe
at my game.
Of course I have no shame,
my past is to blame.
Yes, this dance could drive
the thinker insane.
So, leave with your dignity,
while I toss back another one,
and twirl my ring.
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Thursday 12th September 2019 4:03 pm
In a warehouse, in a cage a child sits
Clinging to her only comfort a blanket of foil
And whilst we all recoil
at the horror on display
Theresa May declares although it’s not ok
She will wait and chat in her special friend’s ear.... only when he is here
Whilst umbilical cords of family ties
Are severed bleeding out amid cries ..............................
Tuesday 3rd July 2018 12:03 pm
They rewrote songs on the sceneries of their dreams,
under the same roof, in the same room, but alone.
Living in each other’s isolations,
so tiring, boring, sensual, overwhelming, warm.
In thoughts, several severely intimate moments had passed;
their knotted minds kissed intermittently, not seldom.
He knew he was boundless, liberal, enraged, , jealous, dizzy,
he thought h...
Friday 21st July 2017 9:13 pm
Your a Kraken, a gorgon, a monster.
You don't bite,
It's not even spite.
You maybe don't know the damage you do.
Screwed over, discriminated against, scrap.
That's what I am.
My life is crap.
I can't prove them wrong,
It's stolen away.
No chance of change.
Never mind - I am mad anyway.
Who gives a toss?
I am really no loss.
No one will even notice,...
Thursday 9th February 2017 2:06 pm